Ghibli Baron Novels & Stories

When he heard the door, his head turned back and he smirked. “Hi, Ez.” I gulped at the sight. My mouth watered and then I moved, one step at a time until I was behind him. That's when I saw it. Baron had fucking lubed himself. On his neck was a collar that extended to his waist. He wanted pain. But even though we didn't have time, even though Vincent would be here any second, I wasn't turning him down. “You want to get fucked like a slut, don't you Baron?” He licked his lips and nodded.

another soldier began, turning his rifle under his chin in a grim resolution. Bang! The gunshot ricocheted, missing the soldier’s head entirely. A scarred, wax-covered hand had intervened, knocking the barrel off target. The figure behind it was imposing, muscles tense with the bearing of authority—a Baron. Others flanked him, igniting a flamethrower that roared to life with infernal light. A sheet of flame erupted, forming a searing barricade that incinerated the moths attempting to follow. The roaring blaze illuminated the Baron’s features: it was Gazier.

She left with her motorbike in a whoosh. He got into his Audi and instructed his assistant. "I want full details on Sabrina. What she likes, what she hates, her background… each and everything you can find about her." Gabriel instructed. "Yes, Sir." Assistant Gonzales said. "Let's go to the Elite Bar." The bar is exclusive only for rich people. He didn't own the bar but somehow he wanted to buy it. The owner is unknown and socialite's women are much interested in knowing who owns it.

In the temple where all marriage rights of the royal family are always held, guests and relatives who are to witness the wedding have arrived. The whole place was silent, not even the sound of a pin could be heard, no one dared to whisper because this was not just an ordinary wedding but because the man sitting in the grooms chair was the Baron of Westland, the one rumored to be the devil himself, unforgiven, the one that kills without thinking twice and possesses the most powerful beast ever.

No one answered and there was no sound apart from the unending noise of The Unbidden Army down below. “Is there anyone coward enough to choose the losing side and walk away from me?!” he boomed, looming closer to them. Gia and Cynthia were right behind the masters of the Vrek Cult on the second row but they got the urge to cower away as The Baron advanced. “I am the greatest! I am most victorious! I will win this war and prove that destiny can never be denied even when it is stolen!” he bellowed. Gia held her breath. What was The Baron talking about?

Reluctantly, Zen interrupted the enthusiastic baron when he was about to elaborate his plans to transform the backyard into a walk-in museum so he could show it off to other nobles as the first goblin museum in existence. “Do you speak goblin?” Astonished, the baron stared at Zen. The gamer screwed his eyes shut and thought about apologising for making such an odd request, but the Baron never spoke. Instead, Zen heard the sound of papers flipping wildly. “I’m so glad you asked,” he gushed. “You’re the first person to show interest. I’m so happy my research efforts have not been in vain! You have no idea how many times the royal academy rejected my research papers. I considered turning them i

" Is he afraid of running out of their race? " Baron almost choked after he heard it, while the other two are struggling to breathe because the noodle almost came out of their nose. " N-no, that's not the reason. It's too shallow, " Baron said after drinking a glass of water to calm himself. " He's in his early thirties and he's still active. " She raised her eyebrow. " So, why did he even bother to have a deal with me? I mean, she can just pick a girl out there and make her pregnant? "

As a bolt of lightning flashed, it illuminated him as the perfect sculpture—he was my dear leader, and my hero who fought for both our futures. As his tail ground against the deck, I finally saw Baron—Dicken’s opponent and my grandfather. His tail was silver, and his scales dazzled under the moon’s luster. This meant that I was definitely his progeny, that there was no question that he was my grandfather. It was a truth that couldn’t be denied even with Dicken’s Yiki in my body. As if sensing my gaze, Baron suddenly turned to look in my direction, his gaze just happening to reach me. We both froze, and just as Bob had said, there were many similarities between our facial features, especially

Anslem, Rubian Capital 2030 General Barron sat in his study, staring into space as he was plagued by disturbing thoughts. Barron was starting to regret sending his only daughter to Silvera just so she could become queen. Barron knew his daughter was very beautiful and he loved her dearly. Hazel's beauty was beyond the beauty of the Rubians and if she didn't have brown eyes and hair, he would've believed that she was either a silver blood or a blue blood. He snorted to himself, he was being totally ridiculous. She was his daughter and as far as he could tell, he was a red- blood.

"Kane! You..." Seeing Baron there, Gabriella glared at him. "What are you doing here? Get out!" Baron stood his ground, his eyes on Kane. It was clear he knew who his boss was. Seeing where Baron was looking, Gabriella realized her mistake and quickly turned to Kane. "Kane, tell him to leave. I have to talk to you," Gabriella said. She was so used to acting like she owned the place at ATTA that she had forgotten to hold back in front of Kane.